Broken Promises


when promises 
aren't etched in stone,
they drift away with the breeze.
words hold no meaning,
even if regurgitated
              a thousand times.
with their pinky fingers,
         interlocked, 
                 he promised 
he's all hers from now on,
   after being caught 
dead to rights sneaking around 
    with his paramour,
but the world knew 
he wouldn't stay true,
         that his word
 isn't as good as 24-carat gold.
 yet again, he did sell her 
a kingdom built on blatant lies... 
           abandoned her 
on the battlefield, naked.
the betrayal, brutal, cold 
and cuts like a sharpened blade.  
against her better judgment,
she exhaled on his latest promise
with relaxed assurance 
only to taste 
stinging disappointment and regret.
she's been made a fool of 
once again, 
but that was enough.
he'll never change.
           the erosion of trust,
 a relationship coup de grace.
 the bridge of redemption, 
of forgive-and-forget
         burned beyond repair.

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